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Dream Journal and Dream Theory by Surreal Photographer Kevin Wilson Dream Journal and Dream Theory by Surreal Photographer Kevin Wilson
Dream Journal and Dream Theory by Surreal Photographer Kevin Wilson

July 25th, 2009

I am in a cinema which may also be a church. R is with me and we sit down. As soon as I sit down I notice a group of girls who seem to have a problem with us. I go over to them and sit down on the floor. I ask them why they have a problem with us. Two of the girls explain what is wrong. I shake one of their hands but the girls right hand feels strange.

I go back to my seat and the people sitting next to me are smoking which makes me feel ill. However, it is not long before they get up and walk away. R is still sitting on her seat but I get up again and go to the back of the cinema. I am waiting on my mother and father arriving as they are due any moment.

I can see my mother arrive. She is wearing a red dressing gown and appears to be acting strangely. She walks straight up to the front of the cinema and up onto the stage. She proceeds to give a slurred speech. As she speaks the dressing gown becomes undone and she is naked underneath. This is embarrassing and I urge my father to go up on stage and get her. However, she continues to speak unaware of the problem. She says: I know Kevin has his own thing today but I am here at the cinema.

I am now in a shopping mall. I wander around with R. We walk into what seems to be a supermarket. There are people selling stolen beer. I talk to someone who has just bought some beer. I recognise the person as someone from school. He says: the beer is flat. I feel sorry for him as he walks out. I look at the change from my pocket but realise I don’t really have any money to give to him. I decide to go after the man and take him back into the supermarket. However, he has now transformed into a young girl. I get the impression the girl is under 18 so I may have trouble buying alcohol for her. As I wander around two men stop me and ask where I got a book. The book I have allows you to choose how the story ends. I point over to WH Smiths. The men wander off in that direction. I continue walking and we bump into A who seems to be a security guard. He hands me an ID card. I pick up some items and I look carefully at the girls ID. I compare it to a poster of an ID card on the wall. It seems similar and genuine but I am still not convinced. I walk through a door but I appear to have dropped something. I go back and a woman says to me: I think you dropped something. I looked down but there is nothing there. She continues: Someone also said that you had pissed yourself. I become offended and deny that I had pissed myself. I walk away from her.

I now appear to be sitting on a bench inside a bus shelter. I am drinking something through a straw. Two kids come up to me and ask for my drink . I tell the to get lost. They run away but I run after them and kick one up the arse. They both run into a shop to find their mother. The mother comes out and confronts me. However, she doesn’t seem to blame me for kicking one of them.

I now find myself in my grandmothers old house in Natal Place. I am in the living room which appears to be filled with water. There is someone fishing with a net. The person, who I do not recognise, has just caught a handful of goldfish in the net. He shows me the fish and hands me the net. I put the net into the water but don’t know how to use it. Eventually it becomes clear that I have to pull a lever on the net which closes it like a bear trap. I pull the net out of the water and I seem to have caught some goldfish. I put them in my hand. I look down and the water is now gone so I sit down on the couch. Russell Brand has appeared in front of me. I seem to be friendly with him. He is holding a metal chain and I make a joke that it looks like something you would wear as a necklace. I talk to Russell for a while however he soon becomes distracted by the TV. I watch him change channels on the TV by touching the screen with his hand. I think to myself that I didn’t realise you could change channels just by touching the screen. My sister is now sitting next to me. I do not see her but just become aware of her presence. Russell puts on a horror film and I do an impression of Kenneth Williams. The impression was extremely good and Russell and my sister both laugh. My Sister suggests she may do a project on Kenneth Williams for school but I convince her not to.

Dreaming Location: Stockbridge, Edinburgh
Time recorded: 9.00am

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Dream Journal and Dream Theory by Surreal Photographer Kevin Wilson
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